I went to the living room with two cups of coffee, put one cup in front of the white-haired old man, and sat down on the sofa with the other. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The white-haired old man looked at the coffee placed in front of his eyes and asked, "How did you kid know that I was coming?" ”

"Intuition!"

"Hell, I think you're just a blind cat and a dead mouse!"

"Old man, I really have a hunch!"

"Che, you think I'm going to believe you?" As he spoke, the white-haired old man picked up the coffee cup and slowly brought it to his mouth.

Just as his mouth was about to touch the coffee cup, he suddenly stopped, then turned to look at me, "You kid can't have poisoned it, right?" ”

"I'd like to poison you, but the question is, what's in it for me to poison you?"

The white-haired old man nodded in agreement, and then took a sip of coffee with confidence.

After taking a sip, he put the coffee down, "Let's be honest, how the hell did you know I was coming?" ”

"It's all gut feeling."

"Don't tell the truth!"

"Really, really intuitive!" I paused, "Every time you run out and pretend after something happens to me, then this time will definitely be no different, so I have a hunch that you will definitely show up." ”

"Young man, you can't call this intuition, you should call it reasoning, right?"

I thought about it for a moment, and felt that the old man had a point, so I nodded.

"Young man, you surprise me!"

The white-haired old man looked at me with his eyes as he said this, and his eyes were complex and sharp, as if he was trying to see me through.

"What do I have to surprise you? Is it because I expected you to show up? I asked nonchalantly.

"You know so many things at once, and you just had such a sad dream, I thought that when I saw you, you either had a sad face or a depressed face."

Speaking of this, the white-haired old man paused, as if changing his breath, and then continued: "But I didn't expect that not only did you not be sad, but let me see a leisurely and complacent look, which surprised the old man. ”

"That's why! Old man, whether I'm crying or laughing, it's your business! You're really bored! ”

The white-haired old man didn't take my words at ease, but continued to ask reluctantly: "Young man, should you deliberately show me in front of me because you know that I am coming, for the sake of face?" ”

"Damn, am I so bored?" I rolled my eyes at the white-haired old man, "Old man, don't you know how to read minds?" If you read it, don't you know if I'm really at ease or if I'm fake? ”

Seeing this, the white-haired old man stopped asking, but picked up his coffee and continued to drink it.

"Old man." This time, I took the initiative to speak, "Do you want to know why I am so relaxed?" ”

The white-haired old man nodded at me as he drank his coffee.

"Actually, the reason is quite simple, it's happy."

"Happy what?"

"I've always felt like a failure, but I didn't expect that I wasn't as useless as I imagined, and there would be people who were sad and sad for me, and I still occupied such an important place in her heart! Old man, is it worth rejoicing about this? ”

"Of course it's worth rejoicing, but don't you think it's a little late to know?"

"It's a little late, indeed." I had a somewhat regretful expression, but the regret didn't last long before I replaced it with a smile, "It's late, but it's better than not knowing, right?" Something has already happened, and I can't change it by feeling sad and regretting, can I? ”

"That's the truth." The white-haired old man put down the coffee in his hand, turned to face me, sat upright, and asked with some seriousness, "Then what are you going to do next?" ”

"Dig a ditch."

"Huh?"

As the white-haired old man uttered the word, I could feel his eyes bulging forward violently, as if they were about to fly out of their sockets.

I began to rejoice, glad that the old man wasn't drinking coffee just now, otherwise there would have been a lot of unknown liquid on my face at this time.

"What's wrong? What a fuss. I asked very calmly.

"What do you mean by digging a ditch?"

"What's the point of digging a ditch?"

The white-haired old man's eyes widened, and I felt once again that his eyes were about to fall out of their sockets.

"You close your eyes, it's scary to stare so big." I quipped.

The white-haired old man hurriedly blinked his eyes in order to return his pupils to their normal size, and then continued to ask: "Stop playing dumb riddles, let's talk about it quickly." ”

"What's the matter? Can't stand it? You don't want to think about how many times you've played dumb riddles with me, you old man, and I'm calling it the ......."

"Okay, it was my fault before! I admit it! The white-haired old man interrupted me, "Hurry up, don't fish my appetite." ”

Seeing the white-haired old man looking so urgent, this finally gave him a turn, his heart was very cool, he raised the corner of his mouth on the right side slightly, and asked with a smug smile: "Old man, do you know "The Whale and the Pond"?" ”

The white-haired old man's eyes swirled in his sockets a few times, and then said, "You're talking about Cai Zhiheng's "Whale Girl Pond Boy"! ”

"It's all the same! Have you seen it? ”

"I've seen it, what's wrong?"

"In the current situation, summer is a whale, and I, a guy with more than twenty days to live, is a pond that is about to dry up."

"So you're going to dig a ditch so the whales can swim back into the sea?"

"Yes." I replied in a firm tone, "I was the one who accidentally lured her whale into my pond, and now that I'm drying up, I can't just watch her die in my pond, right?" ”

The white-haired old man nodded and motioned for me to continue.

"I have an obligation and a duty to get her whale back to sea, so I'm going to dig a ditch before I dry up so that she can swim back."

"But digging a ditch can be very tiring."

"Will you be tired?" I thought for a moment, "I guess so." But compared to me, the ditch digging should be more tired. ”

"It's not tiring to dig a ditch, it's the ditch that is tired, because it has to bear my overflowing thoughts." The white-haired old man and I uttered this sentence almost at the same time, a classic quote from "Whale Girl Pond Boy".

When we were done, we looked at each other and smiled.

"Your idea is good." The white-haired old man changed his words, "But how can you be sure that this whale will be able to live a good life when it returns to the sea in the summer?" ”